Xiao Yan looked at the four treasures of the study on the bookcase, stood up, took a deep breath, parted his legs slightly, took a small pony step, and then bowed slightly, took the purple jade micro-pen on the case in his hand, pondered for a moment, and brewed for a moment.

Turning his wrist, the tip of the pen swayed slightly in the air, and the movement was extremely regular, without a trace of disorder.

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and paused for a moment, his face full of seriousness, as if he was hesitating to put pen to paper, and finally touched the pen with the paper on the table at a very fast speed.

Gao Zhan on the side looked at Xiao Yan, who was still with his eyes closed, and saw that the purple jade in his hand was so natural, like a swordsman in the woods who closed his eyes and listened to the wind to argue practicing his sword, and wrote sixteen cursive characters without a trace.

When Xiao Yan's words were finished, his eyes were still closed, as if he didn't dare to look at them, or he was unwilling to look at the words on the paper, and his eyelids trembled very much.

Gao Zhan saw Xiao Yan like this, so he didn't wait for Xiao Yan's orders, his eyes looked at the rice paper on the bookcase, and saw the sixteen cursive characters on the paper, like a shock, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao Qiu Ju, Huamao Spring Pine, as if the moon was covered by light clouds, and the snow was fluttering like the wind.

Gao Zhan is also a person who understands words, and he is amazed by this, and he has always heard that his majesty the emperor he is serving is not shallow, but although he sees the words on the fold on weekdays, he is only neat.

Now the sixteen wild grasses on the bookcase show the romance, although it is the handwriting of Wang Xi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but there is also Xiao Yan's personal unwillingness and madness.

Gao Zhan then understood why His Majesty the Emperor admired Wang Xizhi so much, it turned out that he had already simulated Wang Xizhi's calligraphy to a level that could be real.

But Xiao Yan is the king of a country, always imitating other people's things, even if he is good, he also loses his identity, which makes him rarely show his calligraphy skills in the folds.

The reason why Xiao Yan admired Wang Xizhi was because the calligraphy degree at that time had always been "Wang Xianzhi - Wang Xizhi - Zhong Xuan", in "Twelve Meanings of Watching Zhong Xuan's Calligraphy", Xiao Yanyun: "Zi Jingzhi is not easy to be less, and still less is not easy to be common." ”

"Not enough", or "not caught", does not mean to be missed. Xiao Yan's status makes his appraisal have a special appeal, so public opinion is determined. So from the beginning of the Liang Dynasty, the number of books in history has changed to "Zhong Xuan-Wang Xizhi-Wang Xianzhi". Later, due to historical changes, Wang Xizhi's reputation became bigger and bigger, and he was respected as a book saint, not to mention it for the time being.

Now Xiao Yan's feelings are fully revealed, so that the sixteen wild grasses on the bookcase are beyond his usual shackles and liberated.

Gao Zhan looked at the sixteen wild grasses carefully, and was shocked in his heart, could this be the place where the legendary immortals are: "The top of Zhongnan Mountain, the depths of Kunlun, the source of the Yellow River, and the three overseas immortals." ”

After a moment, Xiao Yan opened his eyes and looked at the sixteen wild grasses on the bookcase with great satisfaction, but his eyes were full of pain, and finally waved his hand, sighed long, and said to Gao Zhan: "Burn it......"

Gao Zhan saw Xiao Yan's pain, but still reluctantly persuaded him: "Your Majesty, please think twice, how well this word is written, it's a pity to burn it, if this word is passed on, it will definitely be another immortal treasure, I hope Your Majesty will think about it again." ”

Xiao Yan turned around, reclined on the couch again, and said in an extremely tired voice: "I also want to stay, when I was alone before, I don't know how many words I wrote, but what can I do, be controlled by others, don't be presumptuous, burn it......"

When Gao Zhan heard Xiao Yan's words, he was extremely helpless and sighed: "Alas...... Freedom, it's so hard, it's so hard for Your Majesty. ”

Then he took down the lamp that had never been extinguished by the side of the imperial study, and lit the words on the bookcase.

In the imperial study, the old but red-faced Emperor Liang and the spirited old eunuch watched the paper being ignited, and watched the paper turn into black ash and float in the air, as if they had been old for more than ten years, and their faces were tired.

"Your Majesty, is there no Purple Gold Pavilion in Wanlian Lake?" Gao Zhan relieved himself from the atmosphere just now, and said such a sentence, wanting to start a topic, which eased Xiao Yan's emotions.

"The Purple Gold Water Pavilion in Wanlian Lake is only one of the supreme holy places of the Guigu Gate, Mozi also studied under the Guigu Gate for a period of time to have such an achievement, and the Shenbing Gate wanted to get the support of the world's ink scholars and the Guigu lineage, so he let Wanlian Lake out and enshrined it as one of the holy places of the Guigu Valley. Xiao Yan no longer had any reservations about this old eunuch at this time, and told him what he knew.

After all the wild grass in the book turned into black ash, Gao Zhan looked at the sky outside the imperial study, and whispered to Xiao Yan: "Your Majesty, see that the sky is about to change, rest." ”

"I wish that day was really going to change. After Xiao Yan finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep quietly.

In Wanlian Lake, in the water pavilion surrounded by purple golden lotus, after hearing Xiao Caiyan's words, the monk smiled very gently, and then said to the young scholar sitting in the first place: "You are the master here, since you let this little girl in, my former nominal disciple is still chanting and chanting Buddha outside, you can't be partial." ”

The scholar glanced at the monk, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said: "I said, the monk is not like you, they all say that the monk has the world in mind and purifies the suffering public, but you are here to ask me for the qualification to enter this water pavilion, are you ashamed?"

When the monk heard the scholar say this, he didn't feel any embarrassment or shame at all, his hands were folded, the smile on his face disappeared, as if he had suddenly become a high-ranking monk, and pronounced a Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

Then he looked at Xiao Ruoshui and Xiao Caiyan with a compassionate face, nodded and said: "What do the two female benefactors think? The poor monk's unsuccessful disciple missed this purple gold water pavilion for the sake of the two of them. ”

The two sisters, Xiao Ruoshui and Xiao Caiyan, were a little moved when they saw the monk's previous treasure, and they returned the salute very politely.

When they heard that the monk outside the water grass had missed the purple gold water pavilion because of his own business, Xiao Caiyan didn't know what was at stake, but he was not touched, but Xiao Ruoshui knew the inside story, and the guilt in his heart arose.

But in the end, the two girls felt that it was becoming more and more different, this monk was taking advantage of the fire to rob?

Although Xiao Caiyan knew that the monk was definitely not a simple person, but there were the Great Liang royal family and the Kunlun Sword Sect behind her, and the temper of the princess came up, raised her right hand and pointed directly at the monk, with an angry face, and said, "You ......"

Before she finished her words, she saw Xiao Ruoshui's slender fingers on her wrists, and she didn't look back, and she didn't see any strength, Xiao Caiyan let go of her arms, and choked back before she finished speaking.

Xiao Ruoshui smiled slightly, and still said to the monk very politely: "I don't know what the holy monk's disciples lack? If Ruoshui and Daliang have them, Ruoshui will definitely go all out to fight for the holy monks' disciples." ”

The scholar in the first place, and the woman who had never spoken, had a playful smile on their faces, but they did not speak.

After the monk heard Xiao Ruoshui's words, he still said with a precious face: "What the master disciple lacks, the eldest princess will definitely be able to make up." The poor monk wants the eldest princess to know how rare the opportunity to enter this water pavilion is, and if the poor monk opens his mouth, he hopes that the eldest princess will forgive him. ”

Xiao Ruoshui heard that the monk mentioned the opportunity to enter this water pavilion again, and the guilt that had just receded appeared again, and said with a calm face: "Holy monk, please speak." ”

With compassion on his face, the monk said with a lotus flower in his mouth: "My Buddha is merciful and takes it as my responsibility to alleviate the suffering of all sentient beings.

All sentient beings are suffering for gold, silver and money, and the poor monks are merciful, and they ask for gold for the poor monks' unscrupulous disciples;

All living beings are suffering for the monstrous power, and the poor monks are very compassionate, and they seek the position of the temple for the poor monks' unworthy disciples;

All sentient beings are suffering for the beautiful faces, the poor monks are empty, and they are begging for the poor monks' unscrupulous disciples to beg for a beautiful wife;

...... sentient beings"

"Enough, enough, monk, if you want to turn your fate, go outside, I'm poor and poor, I can't serve you, a holy monk with great compassion and great emptiness, let's go, let's go, let's go. The scholar sitting at the top couldn't stand the monk seriously asking Xiao Ruoshui for what he said in his empty mouth that made all beings suffer, so he ordered the monk to expel guests.

The monk hadn't spoken yet, but Xiao Caiyan, who was behind Xiao Ruoshui, couldn't help it for a long time, and wanted to jump out several times, but after Xiao Ruoshui turned his head to look at it, he gritted his teeth at the monk there, with a fierce look.

When the monk saw Xiao Caiyan's appearance, he didn't care about the first scholar's eviction order, and smiled at Xiao Caiyan and said, "Female donor, the Buddha said, don't be angry, don't be angry." Donor, calm down, Amitabha. ”

Before Xiao Ruoshui could speak, he heard the first scholar say to the woman who was still drinking tea calmly: "Now in this meeting, only the lord can stand the monk, I can't stand it." ”

The woman put down the teacup in her hand and said calmly to the first scholar: "Mr. Xiao smiled, Jiang Liu'er is a Buddhist holy monk, the Dharma is profound, and he has tasted all the sufferings in the world. ”

When everyone heard the woman's words, their reactions were different, the monk smiled slightly, Xiao Ruoshui swallowed back what he was about to say, Xiao Caiyan was dumbfounded, the first scholar was silent, tilting his head and not knowing what he was thinking, and behind the scholar, the handsome-looking scholar smiled slightly and nodded at the woman and the monk.

The woman was slightly stunned when she saw that it was the scholar nodding to her, and then she was relieved and politely returned the salute.

The monk didn't think so, still looked at Xiao Ruoshui.